Dopey girls with lousy guys, drives me crazy
Maybe you shouldn't feel too sorry.
Old Sally, so damn good-looking but a pain in the ass.
"Oh, darling, I love you."
"You're probably the only reason I'm in New York right now"
I told her I loved her; it was a lie.
felt like five hundred thousand years, looking at all the phonies.
Ivey League guys with snobby voices,
a witty bunch of actors drinking their tea
and rubbernecks stand around to watch.
I was a goddamn wolf, just wondering for intellectual conversation.
Just give old Caulfield the time to spoil your evening
because he's not sorry at all.
"A small project I did for the Catcher in the Rye where we were to make poems with words from chapters 17-19. They are suppose to be about his relationship with Sally or the feelings he has about her. Enjoy!